Chapter 1996

Bashong balsam pear with a face: what kind of job are these?

At the risk of being beaten, bassoon stepped forward and reached for Feng Xinglang, who was still in the shade of the tree and refused to run again.

Feng Xinglang glances askance at Basong, but finally he reaches over and asks Basong to drag him up.

Because Feng Xinglang knew clearly: Bassoon didn't have the guts to tease himself! Otherwise, Basong would not run up the mountain with his face licking, and then run down the mountain with Feng Xinglang!

I don't really want to run, but if it's just fast walking, it's estimated that I'll have to walk for more than half an hour.

Feng Xinglang walked quickly, while Basong on one side kept trotting to raise their speed. I have to say that bassoon's physical strength is very good. He ran up the mountain in a hurry. He even trotted all the way to raise Feng Xinglang's speed.

"Your boss seems to be quite free recently Don't you want to be a demon again? "

Feng Xinglang glanced lazily at Basong, who had been hopping around him and wanted to run with him.

"No! Isn't the boss recovering recently? "

Basong thinks that the boss is not at all "playing tricks" on Feng Xinglang. This is not painful, but also drag him to run with! If you want to come, you'd better have some strong materials!

If you have to let Feng Xinglang run That streaking is very good!

Of course, bassoon just thought about it, he still did not dare to move Feng Xinglang. Not to mention he stripped Feng Xinglang and let him run naked!

"What about Wei Kang and Guo Zi Lian? I'm not going to steal another child, am I

Normally speaking, Cong Gang's injury is not so sharp. How can he not have a subordinate to accompany him? If someone wants to sneak on him, won't it be like catching a turtle in a jar?

"I'm supposed to be sent by the boss to carry out the task!"

Bassoon didn't know much. Therefore, whatever Feng Xinglang asked, he would answer.

"What mission?" Feng Xinglang asked in a tight voice.

"I don't know! Listen to old four, this time's task is a bit arduous. It's estimated that it will take a year and a half! "

"A year and a half? What did Cong Gang ask them to do? " The line is sealed and the eyebrows are closed.

"I don't know! The boss didn't tell me Bassoon knew nothing but the skin.

"I'm X! deny all knowledge of an event! Are you fuckin 'or not Cong Gang's man? Why don't you have a job to play with? "

Feng Xinglang is a bit of a dissension, "I think they just look down on you!"

"That's true! All my boss's subordinates, I know, or don't know, anyway, I'm the lowest! Because the boss said, "it's more than enough to send me as your bodyguard!"

“……” How does this sound like hitting Feng Xinglang in the face?!

"Emotion is the least important thing to me, right? "Feng Xinglang grunted angrily.

"Of course not! Your eyelids are low in my family. You are safe! "

Basong turned back and stepped in the same place, "Mr. Feng, you're gasping for breath when you walk. You'd better stop talking!"

“……” He's a sick cat, isn't he?

Feng Xinglang, who had been stimulated, suddenly accelerated to run down the road.

"Oh, Mr. Feng, your explosive power is OK Faster Faster I'm going to catch up with you

He was driven all the way by the energetic bassoon. When he got into the Bentley, he was almost out of breath.

And Basong is still alive and kicking, "Feng Zong, if you are tired, squint for a while first! I'll call you when I get to the company! "

It's so young!

When I untied the wet shirt, I found that my eight abdominal muscles, which I used to be proud of, are now coming back to one!

"Mr. Feng, if you don't practice, you can't do it! In the words of little girls now, you are almost a greasy middle-aged uncle! "

“…… Well, every morning, you can accompany me to the company! "

Feng Xinglang glanced askance at Basong and covered his belly with wet clothes.

"I can run back and forth! I'm afraid you won't get up in the morning! "

You know, in order to run with him, bassoon has been called by someone to run at night for half a month.

Everything is routine!

Someone's well intentioned routine!

……

As soon as Feng Xinglang entered the office, he saw the waiting white man.

The old man in the wheelchair seems to have a few more wrinkles these days. Even if you can't see it, you can feel it.

"Why are you here, old man?"

Feng Xinglang quickly stepped forward to greet the old man who had been waiting for him for a long time! How can I help you? If there's anything wrong, just call me. I'll be on call! "

Feng Xinglang still respects master Bai. When the old man started from scratch, he was still a tadpole!"I know you're a busy man! Come uninvited, I'm disturbing you The old man smiles kindly.

"Sir, this is my birthday! If you need anything, just call me! "

Feng Xinglang, who wanted to take a shower first, had to keep on wearing his wet and dry clothes. "Wendy, come here. Why don't you call me?"

"Yes You can't get through! "

Wendy had a little grievance. She's really much worse than Nina.

That damn bug! It may be that the old man misunderstands that Feng Xinglang deliberately wants to neglect him!

"You may as well do it! I know you're busy! I'm an old man, but I have nothing to do The old man took a mouthful of tea from his secretary, smiling.

"Sir, are you here today to supervise the younger generation? Or do you want to catch up with the younger generation? I'm thinking of taking my wife and children with me to greet you

At the moment of meeting the old man, Feng Xinglang knew what he wanted.

"I'm here today to apologize to you and xueluo!" The old man had a solemn face.

"Sir, why do you say that? It's my birthday Feng Xinglang bowed forward and added some tea to the old man.

"Alas..."

With a long sigh, the old man said, "recently, Baimo and Duoduo are so noisy I'm really disturbing your husband and wife! I'm sorry that the snow is still in good health! "

Without waiting for Feng Xinglang to reply, the old man sighed again, "it's strange that the silent boy doesn't win. It's a bad climate."

Feng Xinglang quietly took the Secretary's iced mango juice and took a sip, but he didn't take the old man's words.

If the old man doesn't make a statement first, he won't get anything.

"By the way, I've prepared a small gift for wanwan. I'll visit her again some day."

At the old man's prompt, Butler Bai sent a brocade box to Feng Xinglang.

It should be a very valuable thing. The brocade box looks expensive. What do you mean, old man? Do you want him to be short handed?